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YOU LAUGH WITH HERMIONE AS A PAPER BIRD FLIES AROUND THE CLASS.
people were smacking it and hitting it with things but it continues to fly.
but suddenly it bursts into flames, crumpling up and landing back on parvati and padma's desk.
"good morning, children"
everyone turns around.
standing in the back of the classroom was umbridge, she was smiling at you all and her hands were held together.
"ordinary wizarding level examinations" she says, writing on the board with her wand as she walks down the middle of the desks.
"o-w-l's. more commonly known as OWLs. study hard, and you will be awarded. fail to do so, and the consequences may be severe" she smiles, using her wand to pass books out to each of you.
"your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven"
you look at the book, 'dark arts defence. basics for beginners'
basics? we've been doing DADA for like four years.
"but you'll be pleased to now, from now on you'll be following a carefully structured, ministry-approved course of defensive magic"
hermione raises her hand.
"yes?"
she looks down to her open book, "there's nothing in here about using defensive spells?"
you look down at your own book.
"using spells?" she laughs in a kind of shock, "well, i can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom"
you raise an eyebrow.
"we're not going to use magic?" ron questions.
"you'll be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way"
you scrunch your face up.
"what use is that? if we're gonna be attacked, it won't be risk-free" harry says.
"students will raise their hands when they speak in my class" umbridge says crossly, turning around with a thin smile.
"it is the view of the ministry.. that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient to get you through your examinations.. which, after all, is what school is all about"
"and how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?" harry questions.
"there is nothing out there, dear"
you scoff.
"who do you imagine would want to attack children like yourself?"
you're setting yourself up for that one
"oh, i don't know. maybe, lord voldemort"
everyone starts to mumble to each other.
you cross your arms on your desk.
umbridge looked disturbed, her smile faltering.
"now, let me make this.. quite plain. you have been told.. that a certain dark wizard is at large again" she walks through the desks, "this is a lie"
"it's not a lie. i saw him. i fought him" harry argues.
"detention, mr. potter!"
"so according to you, cedric diggory dropped dead of his own accord?"
"cedric diggory's death was a tragic accident"
"it was murder. voldemort killed him. you must know that!"
"enough!" she shrieks, you frown, leaning back on your chair.
"enough" she says quieter.
"see me later, mr. potter. my office" she laughs annoyingly, you grumble to yourself.
"what. a. bitch"
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